Typo 2: Undercover Sacrifice_
"We are joined here today" began the
man shielded in black and red robes "to discuss the issues that
have surfaced these past few years." He extended his hands, the
crowd silenced in anticipation.
"Our Church of Almighty Satan has
grown, and we have been able to provide even more sacrifices
using the reliable tool, known as the internet…" he paused,
giving his people a deep look of thought.
How far the church has
come… he thought, remembering the initial days of the
Organization of Almighty Satan. It had been in the early
17th century when his forefathers had united together
in their worship. They had gone through much trouble to be where
the church stands today.
The hot topic of witch hunts soon
turned into Satanist hunts. The Christens started beckoning their
people with false stories of the worship of Satan, telling them
hollow tales. But as time progressed, so did the worship…with
technology on the horizon, the numbers of sacrifices to the Dark
Lord was increasing rapidly.
The priest and his people still
strongly despised of the idea that they must be kept secretive,
but even so, that wouldn't stop the Church of Almighty Satan. The
priest flashed back to the present, staring intently towards the
"The law, who so does not understand
our worship, is becoming even more aware of our ambition of
domination, again!" the crowd yelled in agreement, raising the
light ritual black candles above their heads.
"So, we must join together now, and
find more sacrifices, more then ever before! Since the life of
our Leader, Ted was taken by the Almighty One, we must honor his
Immortal name, and all of his accomplishments, and we must pray
to our Dark Lord that he receives a place in Hell as a Son of
One, and a god!" The crowd erupted in cheer, chanting.
"Leader Ted, Leader Ted, Leader
Ted!" The man in the robes came to the edge of the stage, next to
a ritual table with the satanic inverted pentagram carved on it,
and started to light an array of black and red candles.
He was performing a minor prayer for
the deceased, asking Satan to bless Ted, but of course it was
only a prayer; if one would ever want real results, they
would have to perform a ritual; which took much blood of virgin
sacrifices, but none the less, the advantage of the ritual was
The man started to chat in Latin,
closing his eyes slightly. The crowd followed his prayer,
murmuring in unison. All of the Satanists bowed their heads,
chanting while grasping their fingers to their pentagram
"Now" the priest began "we must get
to work, and prepare for our ritual, so we may have our Lord's
blessing and honor our Leader's name! Since he is now deceased, I
am the new Leader, and I will carry out the Church of Almighty
Satan Organization duties in the name of Ted!" Again, the crowd
flooded in agreement, shouting and clapping echoed throughout the
"Now, all Hail your new Leader,
chosen the by higher power of Darkness…Fred!" the priest
declared, glancing in triumph towards the crowd.
"Hail Fred, Hail Fred, Hail
"Now, all follow me into the Luring
room, so we may get to work!" Fred gracefully exited the stage,
with a higher declaration of power. He could feel himself gaining
a feeling of confidence, now that he was the Leader. He had
promised Ted, earlier on that if something would ever happen to
him; he would take the rightful place of Leader. "To the
The crowd followed their Leader into
the lantern lit halls, moving in unison, all staying silent. The
Satanists trailed along side to Fred, clinging a respectful
distance apart from him. They finally halted to a chamber door,
Leader Fred unlocking tall bolts of chains.
He forced open the towering doors,
them slightly making a racketing noise, and pushed them entirely
open. The crowed stared in awe at the array of desks, on top of
them placed brand new computers.
"Let our work began! And may we
lure more sacrifices then ever before!"
----doesnt sound good,